After the divorce, Feng Ye begged for reconciliation every day.

Chapter 183 He stretched out his hand and slapped himself in the face
After lunch, Old Madam Feng and Feng Yichen went to the side hall.

Only Shi Moran, Feng Qingqing, and Feng Lingyi, who was frowning in the lobby and unwilling to drink tea, were left.

Looking at the two who were crawling on the ground at the door, flicking glass beads without any scruples or images, his frown deepened.

As soon as Shi Moran came, he brought Qingqing under his wing. Originally, Feng Qingqing was the little princess of their Feng family, but now she's all right, she's a kid from the slums!

Putting down the teacup, he got up and left from the solid wooden chair, and walked to the door.

Leaning on a column, arms folded over chest.

"Qingqing, the floor is dirty and full of bacteria, get up quickly!"

"No! Qingqing, you want to score, third brother, don't quarrel with me."

Feng Qingqing, who was crawling on the ground, stared intently at the glass marble in her hand, aiming at the pothole only 20 centimeters away from her.

She used to play alone, play with dolls, and change clothes for dolls, but now, she knows that there are more fun games in this world.

Although the floor was a bit dirty, she could still bear it. Anyway, it would be good to wash it after playing.

Feng Lingyi: "..."

Whew, is this still the tsundere little princess of their family?
His eyes shifted from Feng Qingqing to Shi Moran, who was like a dog and had no elegance at all. He clearly had such a beautiful face, but he acted... Hey, thinking of this, his heart I just feel so much regret.

"Oh, you missed the shot, it's my turn."

Under the push of Feng Qingqing's thumb, the glass marble burst out of her hand, and the next second passed by the entrance of the cave.

Seeing this, Shi Moran immediately got up, knelt on the ground with both legs, blew a few mouthfuls on the marble in her hand, and then put one hand on the ground.

The other hand is holding a marble, and the eyes are like a ruler, measuring the distance to the hole.

"Bless Ranran, Ranran must score a goal."

After finishing speaking, she flicked it suddenly, and under the watchful eyes of Feng Qingqing and Feng Lingyi, the beads rolled and rolled into the hole.

Seeing this scene, Shi Moran bounced up in an instant, hopping on the spot like a little rabbit, "Wow, Ranran is in, Ranran is in."

Feng Qingqing pursed her lips, got up from the ground, and said unwillingly, "Come again!"

Looking at Shi Moran's heartless smirk, Feng Lingyi felt a sudden pause in his heart, like a gust of spring breeze blowing towards him.

The women around him are all motivated by interests and approach him with various purposes. Everyone's smile to him and his kindness are all hypocrisy.

No one had ever really laughed so heartily in front of him.

"Third brother, do you want to come?"

Feng Qingqing looked at Feng Lingyi who was staring at them.

"How can I play such a childish game!"

Feng Lingyi came back to his senses and waved his hand. He would not take part in such a childish game.

"If you win, you will be rewarded."

Shi Mo ran raised the glass marble in Yang's hand, and said innocently.

Ok?
award?

Feng Lingyi straightened up in an instant, and looked Shi Moran up and down. Even though Shi Moran had gone to apply for a divorce certificate with his second brother, without the old lady's permission, she would always be a part of their Feng family. is always important.

Although he had already taken the old lady's advice and wanted to marry Shi Moran as his wife and regarded her as a favorable pawn, the old lady's attitude was obvious.

So why didn't he take advantage of this opportunity?
"If I win, can I make any condition?"

Frowning, he smiled wickedly.

Anyway, it is impossible for Second Brother and Shi Moran to be separated for a while.

It just so happened that he lacked someone who could monitor his second brother's every move. Isn't there a ready-made candidate now?

"of course."

Shi Moran nodded.

Seeing Feng Lingyi's calculating face, she knew that Feng Lingyi's stomach was full of bad water.

But it doesn't matter, she will never give Feng Lingyi a chance to win.

"Okay, then I'll come too!"

Seeing that Shi Moran had said so, Feng Lingyi immediately made up his mind.

To him, bouncing glass beads into holes was just a small game that was easy to win at all.

"Third brother, didn't you just say that you couldn't play?"

Feng Qingqing smacked her mouth, the third brother is really duplicity.

Feng Yichen walked up to Feng Qingqing, stretched out his hand and patted her on the head lightly, "Does the third brother need you, a kid, to take care of things?"

Although Shi Moran is a fool who doesn't understand anything, his sister can't demolish him in front of outsiders.

Moreover, when she said that, didn't it mean that he was reaching out and hitting himself in the face.

"Hmph, it's obviously you who said such a naive game, you don't know how to play it."

Feng Qingqing pouted aggrievedly.

"Are you going to start?"

Shi Moran watched Feng Lingyi and Feng Qingqing, two brothers and sisters arguing, she picked up the box of glass beads in time and came between them.

Feng Qingqing glanced at the glass bead in her hand, and she stretched out her hand into the box, "I want to change it, that one won't work!"

"Okay, then Ranran will also change one."

Shi Moran nodded along the way.

In fact, the glass beads are all the same. After all, they are mass-produced by machines. The weight, shape and material all come out of a mold, so there is no good or bad effect.

Only, will not use.

However, since Feng Qingqing made such a request, how could she not agree.

In order to make Feng Qingqing feel that technology has nothing to do with glass marbles, she naturally had to change accordingly.

Saved time and won, Feng Qingqing said that her glass marble was better.

"Here, third brother, here is the black one."

Feng Qingqing not only took one for herself, but also one for Feng Lingyi.

"What are the rules of the game?"

After Feng Lingyi took the glass marble from Feng Qingqing's hand, he weighed it in his hand, threw it lightly into the air, and then caught it again.

"That is, we all stand in this position, and then throw first, to see whose glass marble is closest to the hole, and whoever is the first."

As he said that, Shi Moran demonstrated by flicking the glass marble in his hand.

The glass marble hit the ground, rolled immediately, and stopped before it was thirty centimeters away from the hole.

"Cut, it's that simple?"

Feng Lingyi raised the corner of his mouth in disdain, and then lightly tossed it, the glass marble also rolled on the ground, and stopped more than ten centimeters away from the entrance of the hole.

Seeing this scene, Feng Lingyi couldn't help but feel a little proud, tsk, he won without any effort.

"It's my time, it's my time."

Feng Qingqing said happily, when she was learning, Moran blew on the marbles, her eyes were full of expectations, "Pinballs, you must ensure that I win."

(End of this chapter)